This past Saturday I met up with several colleagues and took a bus about 15 kilometers north to the coastal resort town of Palanga for the Stinta or Smelt Festival. 
As with any festival, the crowds were noticeable.
We walked down a thoroughfare of booths selling local trinkets
and fish, some dried and some fried, and of course something to wash it all down.
At the end of the promenade was the sea, in all its cold winter glory, where a 
number of people were crazy enough to take a dip in the icy waters.
During the three hours we spent in Palanga, the weather alternated between bright sun to overcast to heavy snow. We ended the day at a cozy restaurant. I had a hamburger, served Lithuanian style with a cucumber along with the tomato and lettuce. It was OK, but I think I will go with something else next time.
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